>> [indistinct chatter] >> right up in the stands. had a tight red dress on, big picture hat? anyway, every time i'd get an easy setup for a smash, i would look over at her. >> and she'd pop her bubblegum. >> or yawn. that's how come i was hitting so many of them over the fence. sir, i wonder. let me do that. you bring us up some cans of beer, will you? >> yes, sir. >> right. in case you were wondering, that's how come you broke my service twice. >> yeah, well, the same thing happened to me in basketball. there was this great-looking chick up in the stands, and every time i'd go up on a jump shot, she would pop her bubblegum. >> she popped her bubble, huh? >> yeah. up to that point, i was averaging about 20 points a game. our coach, mr. litwack, didn't care for it too much.